Miaranse was pawing at a mithril magic conductor cord that was randomly placed on the floor.

Valkyrie?

　It was the sixth day after Rene had eaten Saaresaya when Everis brought a report to Rene, who had been immersed in a cylinder of fluorescent green liquid in Everis's laboratory, which was littered with steampunk objects.
　At first, he was either unconscious or screaming, and his memory was vague. He noticed that the cylinder had many scratches from the inside, but he barely had enough reason to keep from smashing the container.
　The soul that had been eaten was finally getting used to it, the pain was subsiding, and Rene could afford to listen to him.

So. In short, they're angel soldiers. God's minions that he sends to earth to fight for his people.
　I got word that one of them was being sent to Diretta.
　Priests all over Diretta have been ordained.
"...... strong?

　I'm not sure what to make of this.

I'm not sure. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure it's a good idea. I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've seen it before.
　I'm sure you've heard of it. I saw a lot of them in a battle four hundred years ago.

　The gods rarely appeared on earth, and instead it was the role of angels and demons to mediate between man and god.
　Just as Everith's favorite demon had appeared before Rene the other day, angels would also appear before the human race to offer help and assistance when needed.
　Angels may be the servants of the gods to perform miracles, but from what Everis said, the Valkyrie is more directly the spire of heaven, fighting for the people.

I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea.
　That shakeup ...... balanced the world and gave the gods a few points.
　So they sent the Valkyrie.
　I thought she'd wait a little longer before giving out her big blessing.

　Everis, dressed in a white robe that seemed to be too tight at the chest to close, showed Rene several copies of a newspaper that seemed to be published in Diretta.
　All of them had the word "Valkyrie" in large letters on the front page.

In a world where the human race is so dominant, Diretta is celebrating the fact that it's been a while since she's been blessed. ......
　It's unlikely that a single Valkyrie will be a threat, so don't worry about it too much.
　I'm guessing that they just sent out one of them as a messenger to the ground.
　Just in case, I'd like to report it.
"Yes, ......, I understand.

　Tossing the newspaper onto the desk, Everis shrugged.
　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

　This is the first time I've ever seen this place.

　In the glorious chapel built of white stone and golden ornaments, the air was as solemn as a winter morning.

　Beyond where the dignitaries of the Holy Kingdom of Diretta were attending, a magic circle was laid out on a wide, two-tiered stage, and a brilliant white light was flying around.

"O Lord. Open the gates of heaven and stretch out your hand to us.
　Let his majesty be worshipped by us. Guide us with your omniscience. ......

　Pope Nathaniel III kneels before an altar laden with offerings.
　Dressed in an opulent attire that seemed to indicate the majesty of God, he hung his bald head and cheerfully recited the words of the prayer.

Your faithful servant welcomes your messenger with joy.
　May his grace redeem our lives. ......

　The light from the magic circle gradually intensified until even the sunlight shining through the stained glass became a blur.

"Oh, ......
The light!

　The watchers buzzed with elation.
　A pale, divine glow soon filled the air, and everyone present felt the pressure of the holy air like a gust of wind.

　And when the light subsided, a near-human figure stood within the magic circle.

That's ...... the Valkyrie.

　If you've had even the slightest training as a priest,...... that is to say, most of the people present were struck by a divinity that they could feel in their ...... souls, and they naturally straightened up their dwellings. .

　It was a winged woman wearing a strange shining armor.
　On top of her long, monk's robes, she wore a milky white breastplate and a skirt of armor.
　The feathers on her back were pure white without any flaw. The feathers on her back are pure white without any flaw, giving the impression of softness but with a sturdy impression, reminding us that this angel is more than just innocent.
　The face is covered with a mask representing the holy seal, and only the mouth can be seen.

"Messenger of the Great One. Welcome to the world.
　...... The darkness threatens those who live on earth. Please guide us in our fight.

　There aren't many people in the Holy Kingdom of Diretta who have ever met an angel manifest on earth, not now.
　Even Nathaniel was greeted with a tone of nervousness in his voice.

　The Valkyrie stood still for a moment, observing Nathaniel.

"Tsk. ......

　Then she clicked her tongue.

You've got a lot of dust on your hands, but you've got a big mouth. ...... You haven't changed a bit since I was here.
What?
I can't stand the smell, Pope. It's the smell of sin. I wish you'd done some form of misogi before coming.
　Stop playing with women and children after work. Children should go to bed early!
"On ......?

　The first thing she does is point a finger at Nathaniel.
　Her voice, youthful but a little scratchy, had the compassion of a loving mother and the coldness of a strict mother.

　The sudden accusation of guilt seemed to stun Nathaniel, and many of those attending the ceremony knew ...... that Nathaniel was guilty, so there were few who were surprised in that sense. ...... There was a buzz of excitement as they realized that something was not right.

I'm not sure what to say.　If you look closely, you can see that bald guy there, Marco Reppert!



　The Valkyrie suddenly points to a middle-aged man in monk's robes, one of those sitting in a row under the altar, and shouts.

You were supposed to be transferred to the left after messing with the troops' money, so why are you here?　Did you get promoted after all?
"Hey, why are you like that? No, this is ......

　The man who was appointed out of the blue, Marco, could only mutter something in a frothy, sluggish manner.

　It's not like the clouds are shifting. Something is wrong.
　Most of the people present were beginning to understand this.

"Well, that's quite a grand welcome. But judging from the number of people, it's probably just a private ceremony.
　I'll give you credit for not making a spectacle of me.
　But I'd appreciate it if you didn't offer me anything but pretentious berries. You're hoarding, right?　You guys.

　Valkyrie looked at the offerings lined up on the altar in front of the magic circle and took a few fingertip-sized nuts from a golden plate containing several types of consecrated nuts. Then she plucked up a small golden cup filled with holy water, drank lightly, and twisted her mouth.

　She removed the offering and sat down on the altar, crossed her legs and stared around at the people.

It's been a few months since we've been out here, so let us stretch our wings a bit.
　Why don't you serve me a nice drink?　I'd love to have a cigarette to go with it.

　Everyone was stunned by her provocative tone.